Confessions of a Chili Cheese Fry Devotee

I walked into Carney’s with the confidence of a seasoned burger lover and left with chili cheese fingerprints on my soul. The burger was a hot mess—grease pooling on the wax paper, cheese sliding off like it had somewhere better to be. But the fries? Oh, those fries. Each one was a soggy, spicy, glorious disaster, smothered in chili that clung to my fingers and heart. I tried to eat gracefully, but by the third bite, I was shoveling them in, eyes closed, savoring the tangy, beefy chaos. My shirt didn’t survive, but my cravings did. Would I do it again? In a heartbeat. #GuiltyPleasure #ComfortFood #FoodDiary #Food #Foodie